"I am but a mortal, what could Lord Miluo possibly have to say to me?" Ning Xiaoxian slowly shook her head, "He sat under the locust tree for a long time, seemingly in a bad mood, silent. I roasted some fish to offer him, but he paid no attention. Eventually, Lord Miluo dozed off under that tree until you, Sister Da, and the others arrived."
"Hmm." Da Zi seemed to be pondering, "Had you not met Lord Miluo before? Why would he save you?"
She clenched her fists, raising her index and middle fingers to the sky as if swearing: "Sister Da Zi, I truly don't know, if you figure out the reason, please do tell me. I know my own matters well, Lord Miluo and I are worlds apart, he is unfathomable, how dare I speculate?" Look into my eyes, look into my eyes, don't they appear sincerely genuine?
